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chitta vrtti nirodha

to be a human being is so very small a thing to be while inside of me all of reality i am i am subjectivity (infinite finite) liminal days eternal lives visceral guts pouring out from inside it all starts to collide i think maybe that's why we must sleep dreamless sleep we must die

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